full shift - pro dillinger & wino willy lyrics
[intro: pro dillinger]
big one nine sh*t, n*gga
the biggest umbrella
uh
[verse 1: pro dillinger]
i be k!llin’ every record, who i body next? (who next?)
i got a indian connect, call me jonny quest
give my money couple years, i’m tryna buy the max (uh)
i got a bullet for the person, test my body next
i body block sleepers for the weak, don’t let my body rest (nah!)
dig a hole and say ya prayer, let the body set
my body different, stab your torso, leave your body wet (uh)
n*ggas jumpin’ in they back, the way i body sh*t
you not involved, i’m a molotov
big body sh*t
rigor mortis make a n*gga nauseous when the body sick
n*ggas cautious, say the n*gga talkin’, and he probably did
n*ggas often, put him in a coffin, don’t n0body live
your body soft, n*ggas don’t know what a body is (no)
7:30, b*tch it ain’t no suckers know what time it is (uh)
add money, gamble with your life, and you can minus it
major league don’t involve n0body on no minor sh*t (pro!)
[chorus: pro dillinger]
crew’s by the pound (uh!)
n*ggas get paper, bustin’ moves by the pound (uh!)
buy it out here, we makin’ moves outta town (uh!)
boots in the dirt, i got my shoes on the town
you gon’ lose by the round
crew’s by the pound (uh!)
n*ggas get paper, bustin’ moves by the pound (uh!)
buy it out here, we makin’ moves outta town (uh!)
boots in the dirt, i got my shoes on the town
you gon’ lose by the round
[verse 2: mondo slade]
yo, peep the greatest ryhmes ever known (known)
pay attention how rhymes get thrown (thrown)
i’m cliffhangin’ like sly stallone (slade)
backwoods smell like pine cones
inhale the weed and exhale the cyclones (n*gga)
my gun leave you with the dial tones
grab the microphone, left milestones on you
might throw a plate of mr chow’s on you (yeah)
in the underground i found oil
sprouded from a seed on god soil
i treat emcees like battle royale
you n*ggas can’t jump like billy joel
ayo, i was sent to destroy you
sent by the orocale
n*gga, help me count this for you
back full of poker chips just like oreos (come on)
real n*ggas know just how the story goes
bad b*tches catch the holy ghost
ayo (ya), welcome to the horroe show (aha)
dirty n*ggas climbin’ out the toilet bowl
roll the window down, you point ’em out, i let the .40 go (come here)
armani ski mask, giorgio (aha)
[chorus: pro dillinger]
crew’s by the pound (uh!)
n*ggas get paper, bustin’ moves by the pound (uh!)
buy it out here, we makin’ moves outta town (uh!)
boots in the dirt, i got my shoes on the town
you gon’ lose by the round
crew’s by the pound (uh!)
n*ggas get paper, bustin’ moves by the pound (uh!)
buy it out here, we makin’ moves outta town (uh!)
boots in the dirt, i got my shoes on the town
you gon’ lose by the round
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